all are babies. i put my garnet in my pocket and forgot about it til i got home. it helped me on the walk. bear was better, we didn't spin and she didn't pull too much and i gave her lots of treats. she looked at me more and not only on the sidewalk parts but in the park. she didn't bark at sam. it rained but gently. i was melancholy, but soft, weathered. my bike has to soak overnight and maybe it can still be restored tomorrow i hope. i hope it was the right thing to do. if not i should not regret it too much, but i will miss it dearly. my blue bike has transported me all these years. i didn't get to pick up the new wilderness but i got a nectarine-raspberry pie at the bike shop. i feel inward, wanting to read and hold my stones.